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Hour Of The Wolf

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Recollections, the cold hand of death
Stainless eye, brings it all back again
Darkly I gaze into the days ahead
Hear that sound, the hammering of fear

This is their vision
This is their lie
Segregation of ourselves

It drained our souls, like a knife in the chest
Mounted cops, swinging their black jacks
Laid out hope as a decoy, directions pointing west
The spirit’s gone, drenched in a barren sea

This is their vision
This is their lie
Segregation of ourselves

Divided and conquered, appendage of flesh
On the vast machine, our society
A forgone tomorrow, crawling upon us
Heart shaped lies, calmly caresses
Resistance is futile, trapped in the claws
The truth runs parallel, with a world of lies
I cannot lie down, I cannot just give in,
I’ll keep on dreaming, I’ll die trying
I aim for the throat, my only hope

Recollections, the cold hand of death
Stainless eye, brings it all back again
Laid out hope as a decoy, directions pointing west
The spirit’s gone, drenched in a barren sea

Divided and conquered, appendage of flesh
On the vast machine, I aim for the throat

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from Life Crisis, released February 14, 2014

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